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  • Writer's pictureKyx

dyspnea (breathlessness)



i can feel the dyspnea

brain’s got too many ideas

weight of who i wanna be

sitting on my chest, 55kg


tightness in my chest

diaphragm compressed

i’ve been taking on too much

breathing’s getting rough


i can feel the dyspnea

brain’s got too many ideas

pressure hisses out in steam

carries the burden of my dreams


sleepness nights extend

to the morning, no end

worry starts to constrict

must be good; no, perfect


i can feel the dyspnea

brain’s got too many ideas

gasping for air, wide open.

brain at 3, “am i secretly broken?”

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